His eyes shut at the touch, that breathy little sigh tinged with a moan back for it. "It is the middle of the night," he admits, but now that he's awake, he wants to make sure they do all the talking on this subject before it falls away. "Is there anything we've forgotten to say?" he asks, trying to clear himself of weariness. "Names? Home? Rules? Anything else about children or our situation we should put in the air while we're talking?"